Dinner time.
"You said, if I help you snatch that female researcher and replace her with a fake death, you could always be with her," Clo muttered, his chest's White Crow's red eyes dazzlingly bright, "In that case, would you join me?"
"…Would you shut up?" Jiang Shu poured the sauce from the meat over his rice, speaking irritably, "With so many talented people here, why do you have to bother me?"
"Because you're the most special, the best at deceiving," Clo said with a grin. He flipped over, rolled from the empty space on the dining table to the opposite side next to Jiang Shu, and then sat down. "Think it over, think it over. Maybe you should be the boss… uh, never mind, I am the BOSS. You're not cut out for great things right now."
"Well, there it is," Jiang Shu moved his rice around, "Or I could teach you magic, it's all the same."
"emmm…" Clo stared at the ceiling, then quickly shook his head, "No, even if I learned magic, I wouldn't be a magician."
